08 August 2005

Fire

Fire
in your hair
Contemplating your lithesome gait
and the independence of your spirit

I see mercy in your eyes
Recognition in your stare
Time and space lose meaning
when you are near me

You can not be constrained
fences are anathema to your existence
You must run free
marking many miles

Honesty engulfs your soul
You wander far and wide
bringing grace and wisdom
along for the ride

The adventure begins
Energies collide at the crossroads
Have I met the stunning vagabond
of my dreams

Unique sister
you follow your own path
and I follow mine
We always meet at the nexus